Fusion of events derived from mere acts of fate retains me in one place.
Then there is the search for finding true love elsewhere, to provide care to the ones I love, to find a place inside one's own heart and forget everything.
Divided I am in this incredibly small planet, nothing I am in this infinitely vast universe.
But my youth is calling me and I must go attend it's chatter now.
For there is also a fear that I will be dead soon or anytime.
And yes, don't forget to kiss me, or try to kill me if you see me next time. I'm game.